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"It's pretty fun." Ziyan smiled and asked, "You say, should I help him play more beautifully?" ”

"Of course!" Xiang Yu laughed, but in the laughter, it was rare resentment and viciousness!

In Xiang Yu's heart, his father's description is already very vague, and Xiang Liang is his father! The revenge of killing the father is not shared!

"Okay, as you wish." Ziyan is still gentle, and he doesn't hear a single accent in his words.

Since the power is in hand, it is understandable to be "a little" to be arrogant, isn't it?

Singing every night.

The appearance of this word in the military camp is a very disobedient word, but Song Yi actually did it. Every day, I set up a banquet in the barracks to listen to songs and dances, and the lively music was full of joy, revealing the strange end of the desolation.

Song Yi does have a reason to be public. Half a life of forbearance, half a life of low-key, half a life of hiding in Tibet, once the power is in hand, if you don't show off, isn't it a night walk in brocade?

What is most important in these troubled times? Military! Only big fists are the last word! What if you are a civil official, even if you are at the top? Don't you want to see the face of the general? I'm afraid that whoever goes crazy will take their heads off directly! Even if Song Yi is not afraid of this, but if he leads a few guards alone, no matter how powerful he is, he is not an opponent of thousands of troops!

But that bear heart, a child, the regime let go, but the military power bit to the death and did not let go, plus Xiang Yu made it bad behind his back, he never touched a single hair of the army! Now it's okay, Xiang Yu went to the grassland to die, and the Fan Zeng Laosuo left behind was useless, and the bear's heart was difficult to support, didn't he let him succeed? ! Although Xiang Yu took the shit luck, he didn't die on the grassland, and he retreated, but so what? Just the poor 10,000 soldiers and horses in his hand, now he has grasped the military and political power, and the 400,000 army is enough to drown him with a single spit!

Thinking about it, he also sees the situation now, he is obedient, and he doesn't come out anymore, hmph, what can he do with this yellow-mouthed child? If he doesn't come out, let him live for a few more days, and when he has his hands free, he will clean him up! For now, let's enjoy it......

Song Yi's eyes were drunk, and in front of him, there was a bewitching figure of the dancing girl.

At the same time, in Xiang Yu's eyes, there was a shining starry sky with a cold wind.

"Are they all divided?" Turning his head, his face, which has always been masculine and resolute and never soft-hearted, seems to be as serious as ever without expression, but in his eyes, he can still find a touch of undetectable pain.

"I've got it all, thank you, General!" The one who replied was not the familiar strong and shrewd faces, but a ragged, messy hair, looking like a homeless beggar, but he could vaguely see from the tattered blade in his hand that this was a soldier, but at this time he did not have the strength of a soldier, with tears in his eyes, and he was about to bow down, "I am for the brothers of the army, thank you for the general's life!" ”

"It's all your own robes, why bother to say thank you!" Xiang Yu's powerful palm was like an iron tong, holding his elbow steadily, not letting him kneel, "My identity is sensitive, and it is inconvenient to come forward, so I can only give out this bit of food, and you can only rely on yourself for other things." ”

"Enough, enough to live!" The soldier who couldn't see the grade burst into tears, and the tears washed out two marks on his dark face, "It's much better than the Qingzi Champion!" ”

"Silence!" Xiang Yu frowned, "Qingzi Champion is the main general of our group appointed by King Huai, and Hugh is behind his back to judge right and wrong!" Remember your first offense, let it go for the time being, and if I hear it next time, you will not come back to see me! ”

"Yes, yes, villain." The soldiers arrived again and again, but what they thought in their hearts, they didn't know.

"Okay, you go back, they're coming back, and it wouldn't be good if they found out." Xiang Yu said.

Watching Xiang Yu's figure fade away, the soldier dragged his heavy footsteps back to his own.

Perhaps, this is not a military camp, just a shack made of a few logs! The cold of early spring is not worse than the cold wind, and in such an environment, it is a blessing not to be frozen to death!

Looking left and right to see that there was no one else, he shrank and entered a shack, looking no different from other shacks, but when he came in, he realized that it was full of people, huddled together, sweat smelled of feet, not to mention how bad it smelled! But what about the smell? Only in this way can they block the pervasive cold wind and survive.

In the middle of the shack, there is only an open space, where warm firewood is lit, and a large pot is set on the firewood, and the aroma of rice porridge is "gurgling".

Seeing that the soldiers were back, the other embarrassed soldiers withdrew their eyes staring at the cauldron and greeted one after another: "Back?!" ”

"Shut up!" The soldier waved his hand, "If they hear it, ......"

"What happens if someone hears it!" An arrogant voice suddenly sounded, and the twenty or thirty soldiers in the shack all looked as if they had seen a demon.

The shack was kicked open, or the arrogant voice came in scolding: "Lao Tzu came back and no one was waiting, so he was hiding here to enjoy his leisure?" Well? ”

The strength of the people who came seemed to be abnormal, and the shack, which was not very firm under one foot, suddenly collapsed, and a large mouth appeared, and the cold wind suddenly poured in, blowing away the little warmth they had gathered so hard.

The one who walked into the shack was a pro-soldier.

Compared to these soldiers like Hanako in the shack, he is glamorous and part-time like a soldier. Although he is also wearing a military uniform, outside the military uniform, he is actually covered with thick warm fur, and he looks arrogant, looking more like a bully than a soldier!

The fragrance of rice porridge wafted out from a group of big men along the cold wind, and the pro-soldier's eyes lit up, and he opened a way with punches and kicks, walked to the cauldron and took a look, and lifted the hot cauldron to a circle of soldiers around the pot with his backhand: "Okay, I said why can't I see you, it turns out that I have something good to eat here?!" Say, where did you get it? "Grabbing a soldier who had been burned half of his life by the hot soup porridge was a burst of punches and kicks.

Obviously, he is alone, but dozens of people in the shack dare not speak out! The sound came out, and the nearby shacks became quieter.

"Pick up ...... Picked up ......" The unlucky captured soldier had a childish voice, it didn't sound like he was even eleven or twelve years old! After a few clicks, I couldn't stand it anymore, and said tremblingly.

"Phew!" The soldier spat a mouthful of thick phlegm into his face, "Do you know what this is?" This is white rice that only generals are qualified to eat! Where are you going to pick up this treasure? Yes?! Say, is there anything else that is hidden? Take it out! You deserve this too?! ”